Chapter 163: Zhang Muyang Visits

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Chapter 163 Zhang Muyang visits

After entering the innate world, Fang Xiaoru's means of life-saving cultivation did increase a lot.

It was not too early to see the sky, Fang Xiaoru showed the steps of the lotus step by step, and walked towards the training base with a faint lotus flower. Indeed, he came back a little faster than he had come.

It only took half an hour for Fang Xiaoru to return to the place where he was cultivating. The good news is that the disciples of the Zhang family, even if they are expanding their enrollment on a large scale, there are only more than 100 people, and everyone has a single apartment, so it is indeed very convenient to move and cultivate.

Just when Fang Xiaoru was just sitting down and about to rest a little, the door of the room rang!

"Who is it?" In the middle of the night, Fang Xiaoru asked cautiously.

"Xiaoru, it's me!" When I heard it, it was Zhang Muyang's voice~

"Why are you here?" Fang Xiaoru knew that Zhang Muyang came to retreat and cultivate this time, preparing for the big competition of the four major families in 1 year!

It's already winter, and the weather suddenly drops a severe cold somehow, much colder than in previous years, even if it is a congenital master, I feel a trace of chill~

The gas that Zhang Muyang came out of the door instantly turned into a white gas. Even if it is a single room, there is no heating. "Isn't I worried that you're not used to it? I also brought you a bed quilt. Zhang Muyang thoughtfully took out the prepared quilt from behind him, which was a uniformly distributed military green quilt, exactly the same as the bed that Fang Xiaoru had received before.

"Come in, it's cold." Being given such a warm card by Zhang Muyang made Fang Xiaoru suddenly feel a lot shy. I don't know if it's Xiao Biesheng's newlywed, or if this is for Zhang Muyang to be so warm and considerate.

"Wife, do you miss me?" Zhang Muyang was like his own family, spread the quilt on the bed, and covered the original quilt with another layer. Finally, there was a hand that patted the two quilts, "Now, you won't be cold." ”

"Muyang, this is not good, if others see it......" Fang Xiaoru didn't want to make anything special, and asked hesitantly.

"When you get up in the morning, you use this quilt as a bed, press it on that bed, and take it out again at night, these little things, the disciples of the family will not take care of them." Zhang Muyang looked full of confidence, and had already considered the problem that Fang Xiaoru thought of.

"Thank you!" Fang Xiaoru sat next to Zhang Muyang with red cheeks, but she was a little at a loss.

"Silly girl, what do you tell me! Tomorrow I will officially go into retreat, and I will not come out without special events. The training of this outer disciple is also very hard. First of all, we must exercise the perseverance of the outer disciples, you must know that cultivation is not easy, if you have any difficulties, you can go to Uncle Wang, he also came this time. Zhang Muyang was like an old mother at this time, chattering and admonishing, but these intimate words were extremely warm in Fang Xiaoru's ears.

Can you imagine that the young master of the Guwu family is so attentive to a woman? Fang Xiaoru felt that it was rare, and she was happy for her vision again. In Zhang Muyang, there is no shallow frivolity of the disciples of the big family, but he is careful and decisive, resolute and has great pursuits.

"I know, you have to cultivate hard." Fang Xiaoru muttered softly.

"Wife, take off this mask of yours, I'm looking at it as an eyesore~"

"Good!"

When Fang Xiaoru picked off the thousand illusions, Zhang Muyang's eyes lit up, even Fang Xiaoru, who was sitting next to him, felt Zhang Muyang's enthusiasm, and lowered his head, like a delicate rose, looking like he was picking at will~

"Wife, I miss you......" Zhang Muyang swallowed his throat, his mouth was dry, and he felt that he couldn't wait to take the person in front of him into his arms all of a sudden, and pick it at will.

Thinking of this, Zhang Muyang's hand was unambiguous, and he had already held Fang Xiaoru in his arms, and he was up and down his hands, ***** night~

When Fang Xiaoru woke up, he found that Zhang Muyang had already left, and his residual warmth was still in the bed. Fang Xiaoru found a note left by Zhang Muyang next to the pillow: "Wife, train hard, and pick you up when I get out of the customs." ”

Fang Xiaoru smiled sweetly, she was too tired last night, it is estimated that Zhang Muyang felt sorry for herself.

It was already 5 o'clock in the morning, and I hadn't slept for a few hours last night, and I woke up all over my body now. Fang Xiaoru simply changed into a practice uniform, sat cross-legged on the bed, and simply breathed. Not to mention that after entering the innate nature, the aura in the body is a lot thicker, it is really different.

Just listen to the whistle outside! There was a panic next door, it was the sound of getting up! Fang Xiaoru smiled unexpectedly, jumped off the bed with a vertical leap, but ran towards the playground where she gathered.

"Assemble!" Zhang Han stood in front of Hao Hao Tangtang's newly earned outer disciple with a serious face.

"Today's training begins! Cheer me up! ”

Hearing this, some of the disciples who were still asleep hurriedly stood up and forcibly endured their sleepiness to make themselves less sleepy.

"Today's warm-up exercise is to run in circles, and then train after running." Zhang Han said loudly, while he was still running with the team.

Don't say it, after yesterday's warm-up, the distance of the same length doesn't feel so long today. This may have something to do with their own promotion. After being promoted to the congenital yesterday, Zhang Muyang came suddenly, and he didn't come to tell him the good news. However, it's not a bad idea to keep it for him later. Again, it is estimated that my body has adapted to this intensity of training.

It's just that there was a small episode on the road, an outer disciple accidentally sprained his foot, and under the condition that Fang Xiaoru volunteered, he took action to heal this outer disciple. At the same time that this outer sect was cured, he immediately exclaimed happily, preaching Fang Xiaoru's medical skills everywhere, since the more than 100 disciples of the outer sect knew that among their disciples, there was also a disciple with such special talents.

When others asked, Fang Xiaoru just shirked that she was a family heirloom of medicine.

Zhang Han's eyes were a little strange when he looked at Fang Xiaoru, how could he use this technique, this figure, but it was so similar to the young lady. However, even if she is a young lady, she doesn't take the initiative to admit it, and she still has no way to take her. Zhang Han smiled mysteriously, since the young lady likes to play like this, he will play with her. Poor Fang Xiaoru was entertaining those outer disciples who came to make friends and please at this time. After all, doctors are eating fragrant drops everywhere!

After the long run, it's breakfast time. Fang Xiaoru felt that her appetite was great, and she was so happy to eat and drink!

The formal training is a set of introductory boxing techniques taught by Zhang Han, "Dragon Elephant Boxing", after Fang Xiaoru read it once, it was completely imprinted in her mind. When you reach the innate realm, you are not only as light as a swallow, but you are also deaf and clear-sighted, and you will never forget.

After this set of boxing techniques, Fang Xiaoru played with wood and style, and Zhang Han, who taught it, couldn't help but nod when he saw it. The blood-stained beat this set of "Dragon Elephant Fist" is very similar to the thing, and at first glance, it has a foundation in martial arts. Shan Muxiao has a good talent and has memorized 9 points, Feng Jin has memorized about 8 points, and it is good if others can remember 6 points.

Although Zhang Han was strict when he trained, he was very patient at this time, shuttling between each disciple, correcting those disciples with incorrect postures from time to time.

Time passed quickly, and the afternoon was still the time to practice the introductory exercises. Fang Xiaoru listened to it for 10 minutes, but it was boring, these explanations were very simple, Fang Xiaoru had already understood, and some places sounded full of loopholes in Fang Xiaoru's ears. Although Fang Xiaoru is still sitting here, her mind is no longer here. Fang Xiaoru was immersed in her own cultivation of Pudu Gong, and kept wondering whether to practice "Aoki Jue" or not!

You obviously have a more advanced secret book, why do you still need to practice "Aoki Jue"?

But if you don't practice "Aoki Jue", what can you do to compete and fight with others? You must know that "Pudu Gong" is a practice of fraternity in the world, practicing medicine to help the world! How can the Poison Sutra be easily taken out and displayed? The martial arts on "Pudu Gong" can only be a life-saving battle, and they cannot be displayed unless they are absolutely necessary. After all, this is the cruel ancient martial world, and the ancient martial world is above the secular world. If someone dies here, you only need to prepare a missing person in the law enforcement hall. The large and small families and sects in the ancient martial arts world also have different numbers of missing places every year. These Zhang Muyang did not talk to himself less on weekdays, for fear that he, a simple white, would be deceived and still count the money.

Here, if you kill someone, if the law enforcement hall doesn't have conclusive evidence, you can't do anything!

As long as it's secretive enough!

Knowing the precautions for Zhang Ying to teach after cultivating, Fang Xiaoru returned to the accommodation in a daze, still thinking about this matter~

Fang Xiaoru meditated routinely, and the vitality in her body traveled through the meridians according to the familiar route.

"Aoki Jue"? At this time, Fang Xiaoru was still talking about this! Tangled~

Speechless with a headache and raised his head and howled, sister smashed such a headache? Could it be that my sister really wants to practice two kinds of internal forces? Originally, my qualifications were worried! At the same time, he is cultivating 2 kinds of internal forces, but Fang Xiaoru, who has always been full of confidence, is also like a deflated ball~

Suddenly, the life force that swam in his body turned into the power of Aoki, showing a faint green?

Shrimp? What's going on?

The power of life can change color, and it can still be like a chameleon?

There is no difference between the power of Aoki, which is transformed by this power of life, and the power of Aoki that he cultivated in his original dantian. Wouldn't I be able to hide from the world now!

Fang Xiaoru happily simulated the power of life into the power of Aoki, swam in his body for a long time, and then turned back into a pure life force and ran for a week. In the end, Fang Xiaoru decided to focus on cultivating the power of life, and he needed to cultivate the magic of the power of Aoki. After all, the power of Aoki after simulation can be used to exert all kinds of magical powers. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to the starting point mobile network (qidian.cn), reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )